VENDA RAIKOVA QUIET SONG It is useless to go alone to the places we' ve been together. To the places we' ve been together it is useless to go alone. You will never again be absorbed in the Indian summer of amber, when the twilight above our souls pitched its starlit and velvet - blue marquee. Please, don't crumble the recollection; you will not get the music back, trust me! And more obsolete than the dry hedge you will envy the wind for its company. At the places we've been together words still spread their crystal reflections; like an echo of strings, snapped abruptly then will jumble, but we won't be there. We will be inconsolably awkward seek my voice in a song, slightly audible. Even dreaming, don't go alone. To the places we've been together Translated by Zhivka Ivanova